I have never written anything that contains almost entirely the theories of physics. Usually, I'm adding stuff that corresponds as human culture. We are here to suffer. Thusly, we are our consciousness. The fact that LHCb exists at all lends agency to imbalance. The universe is not invested in equilibrium, impartiality, or ballast. The constructions of instability offset stasis. The cosmic scale is a consonance of coherent uniformity, surfeit the concinnity of mass, asymmetry oscillates as particle fields, thusly probability itself has numerous points of poise, but the closer you get, there are fluctuations, call them sparks, they are not sparks, but are syllables' minima, popping off the smithereens. We are here by tatters. We are morsels of rafts that have yet to see the river all around them. There are explosions of tidbits, but we don't know how it works. Pay no attention to the little man behind the curtain. His suspicions are but whispers traveling at particle velocity in wavelengths. The cosmic event horizon, beyond which nothing can be seen, the number of galaxies are too few to make what we call the night sky, bright. The mysteries of matter and antimatter tipping a scale will be solved once we have some kind of idea around what dark matter is.